Woah

Rise and grind, let's get this cake

I been on go ever since pops told

me I ain't shit unless I get paid

They ask if my fam proud of me

said, "They just think I'm okay"

Why you think my expectations high?

I was born, bred this way

I'm the poster child of the failures

Why you think that I'm fearless?

I bounce back too many times from my mistakes

can't scare us

They ask if I'm embarrassed

I tell 'em how

when the price of winning is a couple minutes, I'll spare it

For this dream of mine, I cherish

For my family tree full of back breakers

blue-collar workers ain't half steppers

My roots is full of hard workers praying

for the day coming we can stack paper

Generations never thought I could

flip trauma into entertainment

Whole culture full of nonbelievers make

it harder to think that I'll ever make it

I do this shit for my sisters who busting ass for a minute

Who had to deal with a father's wrath

trying to carve a path to riches

While still finding forgiveness

Childhood, never lived it

Had to get wild good just to get it

Get back up when they hit us

I do this shit for my brothers

The ones who ain't by blood

Tell 'em don't keep their heads tucked

This bread we split gon' be our come up

Never backed down in some months (Uh-huh)

One day, it will come (Uh-huh)

Through rain clouds and gusts (Uh-huh)

When we'll see the sun, I'm like

Outcast, we get wild

Black sheep, out of style

Pray for me, call me out

Picture perfect, poster child

Yeah, poster child

Uh, I'm the poster child

Uh, I'm the, uh, I'm the, uh

I'm the poster child

Outcast, we get wild

Black sheep, out of style

Pray for me, call me out

Picture perfect, poster child

Yeah, poster child

Uh, I'm the poster child

Uh, I'm the, uh, I'm the, uh

I'm the poster child

When the stars out, they quiet down, I feel like I'm alive

Falling down, through the clouds, I take a dive

If I'm out loud, then tell me where else can I hide

When I'm down, when I'm down, when I'm down

After it's all over, don't wanna see ya'

And I don't want no closure, don't wanna be ya'

The problem child, they don't believe us

The poster child, they calling me

Outcast, we get wild

Black sheep, out of style

Pray for me, call me out

Picture perfect, poster child

Yeah, poster child

Uh, I'm the poster child

Uh, I'm the, uh, I'm the, uh

I'm the poster child